Douluo bathing in fire Phoenix

Chapter 1 Ma Hongjun

In Fenghuang Village, in a shabby thatched cottage, a thin boy about six or seven years old was lying on the bed.

The little boy's eyes were closed tightly, and the ups and downs of his chest could hardly be seen. If the neighbors saw it, he would probably be shocked. A good little boy wouldn't just die like this!

"Little bastard, the sun is drying your ass, why don't you get up and do the work for your old lady!" There was an earth-shattering roar from outside the house.Then there was a burst of chicken flying and dog jumping.

The owner of the roar didn't hear a response for a long time, and suddenly a roar that was a little bit worse than before sounded.

"Deaf? Can't make a sound?"

The little boy inside the house finally made a movement just before the hostess outside the house was about to enter the room to tidy him up, and said weakly: "Here we come!"

Then the little boy turned over, as if he had found a more comfortable position, and then there was no movement.

The hostess outside the house kept arguing, and every time she couldn't help but want to go in and whip her slacker son, she always got a response from the little boy.

But the little boy just responded, and no one came out for a long time.

The hostess also seemed to know her son's virtues, and there was nothing she could do about him.Maybe God gave all the lazy meat on her body to her son on the day of childbirth, what else can a son who is a lazy mother do?
Besides, how lazy a son is is not necessarily a bad thing. She lost the bad habit of laziness, but cultivated her character of hard work. This is really a big profit, isn't it?
"Look at the cannon next door who is the same age as you, how blah blah blah blah blah blah." The hostess had to complain alone.

The little boy in the room only felt a sparrow chattering non-stop in his ear, and couldn't stand it anymore, so he struggled to put on the earplugs he made on the bed.

His name was Ma Hongjun, and he was originally a good boy from Blue Star, but unfortunately he became useless in the constant introversion.In fact, his identity is not simple. His parents told him the mystery of their family since he was a child.

The relevant records in his family can be traced back to the Shang Dynasty. If the archaeologists were not slow and could not find any historical materials that could prove the Xia Dynasty, their family would have inherited a mysterious force for 5000 years.

At that time, he was in the second year of junior high school, and when he saw his drunk father tell such a secret, his heart surged, his blood surged, and he felt an inexplicable sense of mission spontaneously.

Maybe this world is just waiting for his Ma Hongjun's birth, there are always some things that need to be accomplished by him!
Then he came into contact with the secret of this big family that has been passed down for 3000 years - a set of meditation methods!

This set of meditation methods is profound and profound, and it is simple and simple. Ma Hongjun’s father told him that this set of meditation methods leads directly to the Dao, and the Dao is three thousand. Everyone has a different understanding of this set of meditation methods!The most recent related record is Zhuang Zi's dream of a butterfly, from which he comprehended the avenue of the intergeneration of virtual and real.

After listening to it, Ma Hongjun couldn't help lowering his head in shame. He really thought this set of meditation methods was very simple, but it was because his realm was too low!But then there was an excitement that could not be expressed in words, and only such a unique skill could be worthy of him, Ma Hongjun!
According to his understanding, this set of meditation methods can be briefly summarized, that is, self-hypnosis, constructing countless worlds in one's own mind.

But later Ma Hongjun found helplessly that he had spent a lot of time and energy. Although his meditation method had improved a lot, he could even multi-task, listening to the teacher's class while building his own world in his mind.In these worlds, he is sometimes a wealthy president, sometimes a romantic talent, and sometimes even changes his gender.But this didn't bring any substantial help from Ma Hongjun, not to mention operations like flying leaves and breaking rocks, even his thinking didn't become a little quicker.Even because of the lack of proficiency in dual-tasking, he usually looks a little dull, but the result is that his grades have plummeted.

Gradually, Ma Hongjun grew up, and he, who had been living under the wing of his parents in the past, began to get in touch with the outside world. Although the outside world was colorful, it was accompanied by pressure like a mountain.His pocket money is simply not enough for him to experience the colorful world outside.

Looking at the ever-increasing prices and the basically untouched wages based on big data statistics, coupled with unsatisfactory grades and broken dreams, he collapsed.Although he has not stepped into the society yet, he has no expectations for the future.

Fortunately, he has a family tradition of meditation, and he suddenly discovered the temptations from the outside world, such as luxury cars, beautiful women, and gourmet food. He has tried all of these in the fantasy world, and he has long been bearish on all of these.

He bought a Buddhist scripture and was about to become a monk, but inexplicably traveled to the world of Douluo Continent.

Ma Hongjun struggled, and after experiencing the battle between heaven and man in his heart, he finally opened his eyes suddenly, glanced at the dilapidated house, and sighed helplessly.

"This Buddha is a bit of a dog. If you don't accept me into Buddhism, you won't accept him. You can't dream of it. I'll just go to the next door! Although Taoism next door has high IQ requirements, I, Ma Hongjun, have been waiting for 3000 years. People who are waiting here, isn’t this threshold just sprinkled water? You brought me to the Douluo Continent, is this still a human thing?”

Douluo Continent is much more dangerous than Blue Star in the previous life, and there are no entertainment facilities. The cruelty of introversion is not comparable to that in the previous life.

But he also transmigrated into Ma Hongjun, isn't this just playing with him?
The first-level god Rakshasa God Bibi Dong and the angel god Qian Renxue, who will stand in his way?Buddha?Let's wash up and sleep!
He has already discovered that if there is a Buddha in the world, then the Buddha must be as unreliable as Ah San.But thinking about it, the Buddha seems to be Ah San in his previous life.

Although according to the original trajectory, he, Ma Hongjun, can also become the second-level god of the Phoenix, but the hardships along the way are no joke.It was the test of countless life and death, and under the butterfly effect, he was not sure whether the ending would still be the same as the original book.

What's more, he has already realized it, and he can treat any beautiful property indifferently.Not pleased, not to have compassion.Instead of going to work hard, it is better to lie at home and practice meditation to realize the supreme way.

I, Ma Hongjun, will never step out of Fenghuang Village in this life!

What he said, even the Buddha couldn't stop it!

"It's tiring to keep your eyes open, and the ups and downs in your mood consume a lot of energy. It seems that you should do less of this kind of thing in the future!"

Thinking of this, Ma Hongjun closed his eyes again, and his chest, which had been heaving a little earlier, gradually regained its stability.Like a corpse, it was quiet and scary.

(End of this chapter)